(DISCONTINUED) Why Him? {~*Thomas Jefferson x Reader *~}

How loyal are you?

Y/N POV

"Alright, let's go Tommy!" I exclaim and grab his wrist, dragging him with me as I slipped up the stairs childishly.

I enter our room and Thomas closed the door behind us, walking up beside me. "You're so childish." He mutters, I grin cheekily and kiss his cheek. "And that's why you married me!" I teased.

"No. I married you because I love you." He says, sending me a playful glare. "But you still love me, childishness and all!" I wink, he chuckled lightly and nods. He twirled me into his arms and held my hands close to me, swaying me ever so slightly. "That right." He purred. I smile and blush slightly.

I then pulled away from his grasp and slipped out of my current dress, grabbing a F/C dress and slipping into the instead. "Why a new dress, you looked fine in the other." He says in shock.

I sigh lightly and walk over to him, I caress his cheek and sigh once more, lovingly though. "It's a women thing... you'll never understand." He rolls his eyes and I giggled. "Well it's true, men don't understand our struggles." I pout.
He grinned and kissed my forehead. "Well I can try." "And you can fail." I stuck my tongue out at him.

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We decided to go to the park, we hadn't been there in awhile, so there we were, hand-in-hand, making our way to the park.

Once we're there I sit down on a bench and take in the scenery. Thomas starts picking flowers, likely to make me a flower crown since I'd taught him how, I forgot why but I did.

A women approached Thomas, her dress was red, and she had some red lipstick that matched. "Maria Reynolds." He blushed and held out her hand to him, expecting him to kiss it I suppose.

He stared at her like she was crazy. "Thomas Jefferson..." he muttered and went back to picking some of my favorite flowers. She frowned ever so slightly, but pushed the rude introduction away, pulling her hand back to her side.

"I know you are a man of honor. And I'm so sorry to bother you," she murmured. "But I don't know where to go... and I came here all alone." She says once more, making Thomas tense and pause what he was doing.

He turned at look at her, arching a brow, knowing there was some type of catch. "My husbands doing me wrong, beating me, cheating me, mistreating me." She let out a soft sob.

"Suddenly he's up and gone, I don't have the means to go on." She whispered. I watched from afar, awaiting Thomas' reaction.

He sighed and stood up, still holding the flowers close to his chest. "That's unfortunate Mrs. Reynolds. Anything I can do to help?" Thomas asked.

She grins and placed her hand on his chest, walking two fingers up. "There is one thing~" she purred in his ear seductively.

She noticed no tent in his pants, nor was one forming. So she moved her hand and began to rub around that area.

Thomas growled and grabbed her arm, pulling it away. "I'm a married man." He snaps. "And I'm a married woman, c'mon, nobody needs to know." She murmured with a giggle.

He shoved her arm away, pushing her away a bit, grabbed the flowers once more and snarled. "Good day to you ma'am." Poison lacing his southern accent.

He sits down beside me, still tense, but then began to weave the flower crown. I lay my head on his shoulder, I see Maria Reynolds glaring at me. I smirk and pull my head off his shoulder, pulling him into a passionate kiss while I looked her in the eye.

She huffed and grabbed a bit of her dress, storming off, I pulled away and caress his cheek with a soft smile.

"Was That cause of her, kitten?" He asked huskily. "No... it's cause I love you!" I say childishly. He laughed and gave me a quick peck before going back to weaving the crown.